I apologize if you read this every friday hoping to find my awesome weight loss journey. I gained 5 inches and who knows how many pounds this week and I’m just down. I’m doing everything I can not to comfort myself with a trip to mcdonalds and starbucks if I had the money to crap away, which I don’t.
wow what a week. I know that most of you, adults at least, have worked two jobs at some point in their life. I on the other hand haven’t….. and I’m tired. Utterly exhausted. I haven’t done any walking, jogging, or barre3 workouts this week, unless you count in my sleep last night from 5-6 I ran a mile on a track. Sad there are no tracks around here.
I feel sloppy. Its so hard to take a lunch that you know you can eat in the car without warming it up or anything, I had wheat thins and cracker chips a few days then said screw it and got some fried chicken. That was a big no no. The next day my body was screaming for veggies so I finally made it to the store and had squash, zucchini, and broccoli. I know that the choice to eat healthy is a decision and some days you just mess up but I don’t like how I feel after messing up. The Free Frosty the salesman brought me just wasn’t worth eating… after two bites I tossed it in the trash. I wish I had more willpower.
Its been one of those weeks where I just cry and ask God why life isn’t turning out the way I planned. Why aren’t I happy ect… I caught a glimpse of old sarah at praise team auditions this week, she came out for one chorus of “Hosanna” then went ran away.